"... But I'll always be there if you need me", a male figures starts off from the spot leaving a desolated female letting out a sigh covering it up with a chuckle.
Holding a pile of posters in one hand and her messed up hair in another, she shuffled through the royal but damply lit corridor feeling a subtle pain in her chest which gave rise to the feeling of having a lump in her throat. She had no choice, but to hide her feelings behind a poker face and walk along the path of loneliness among a field of smiling flowers.
Marvin Gayne playing the background, bodies moving in sync...like making love with the sweet rhythm reminded her of the warm touch of her lover, whom she now intends to despise.
Standing on the other side of a door sized window, lost in thoughts, her eyes captivated the image of her love, dancing in the arms of another woman, who seemed to be fumbling around with her steps.
He could've atleast chosen one who could dance, she made an annoyed face as she gulped down the lump in her throat getting rid of the hurt because of a mere playboy who couldn't deal with her.
She couldn't help but wonder at how, despite him telling his lover how hard is was to keep up with with her antisocial self, she went to the prom decoration day hoping she could make him feel like a normal couple, happily spending time together which she barely did.
Alas, it had to end someday.
Among the hundred noises of girls play-yelling at their designated prom partners asking them out, haphazard edms and music being selected, and laughter echoing in the background,
She was looking for solace. Some quiet time near the patio stairs would do her good in this starry evening.
But the place devoid of any major sounds, was stirred by faint sobs coming from somewhere near her which became louder with every step she took in the direction of her destination.
Y/N's pov
I heard a suppressed sob followed by a sniffle as I carried my heavy heart down the stairs in front of the patio in order to leave this silly place and those stupid words; suffocating and at the same time, piercing my mind like a dumbell fork.
I looked down beside the staircase in the shadow where the patio lamps decided not to supply light creating a private space.
If I knew such real life blindspots existed, I'd have occupied one too.
Peeping closely, something golden and fluffy like hair caught my eye.
Nevertheless the person occupying this booth was slightly unfit for the purpose because their head was in a spotlight being visible from above, making me peep deeper into the darkness. I noticed a boy standing in the corner who was, perhaps, a tall little creature just like me, who needed space to express their emotions.
"You okay?", I questioned slightly forgetting that I wished to be in a similar condition.
"Yh.. Yeah", he hastily wiped his tears and pretended as if I was a blind person who didn't see anything.
Playing along, I said, "wanna get out of there?", passing my hand down to him over the railing while bending down to sit.
After seconds of mutual silence and some hesitation, he took my hand and came out, "I guess... ", voice faint enough to not even be audible.
As he came into the light, I saw a lot of fluffy blonde hair, spread on his small head, partially covering his eyebrows. His tear stained face shone in the mellow light as his slightly parted lips looked dried after the sudden combat with emotions.
I fathomed as he sat down on the stair floor beside me,
People only cry at prom related events when their partner doesn't accept them... Or worse, when their partner does accept.... but someone else.
Noticing his chapped, parted lips searching for words to explain the reason for his breakdown, I said,
"You don't need to tell me if you're not comfortable".
He finally decided to look up at me breaking the silence using his soft voice which sounded husky after crying.
"I... love her", he dropped a few tears as his voice wavered.
All the sounds in the background sounded indistinguishable infront of his voice.
A strange silence wrapped around the two of us sinking deep into similar emotions... My thoughts were interrupted as he too gulped the lump in his throat, "Please help me.. I need her back"
My heart sank even more seeing such a precious human crying because of a trashy one.
I guess the world works like that...The most clueless people get their hearts broken.
I held his hand feeling a strange connection with him and passed on an assuring smile, saying,
"I'll help you get her back... So stop crying please".
The man's eyes finally made conact with my crescents and I immediately got lost in his beautiful watery eyes adorned by a narrowing, double eyelid and tear-washed, heavy, noticeable eyelashes.
His beautiful, clear skin glowed incredibly in golden light as his cheeks started going up reversing the frown on his face.
"Promise?", he pouted at me with puppy eyes.
How could I say no.
"Promise", I squeezed his hand which looked wayy bigger in size being placed in mine.
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Silence again engulfed the two giving them some time to gather their scattered thoughts.
The boy explained how the girl he dearly loves, refused to go to the prom with him because no matter how high heels she wears, she looks too short next to him.
" I know she loves me... Its just that... Her friends make fun of her for being with someone who, apparently, looks like her "DAD"...", he hesitated for a second to look down on the ground and sighed.
"I guess it's my fault for being so tall... I just don't like myself".
"Hey don't you know it's a trend to date tall boys nowdays"... "what era is she living in?", The girl tried to lighten up the air which seemed to be working as he looked back up and intently at her.
"It's the world of acceptance nowdays, and we are living in it"...
"and ofcourse also of Tall and cute boys", she made a obvious frown face on which she earned a smile from him.
"Andd you're both...
Ahaha lemme see", she cupped his puppy-like face in her warm hands as he set his eyes on her finally giving a big, happy smile showcasing his cute teeth decorating his already angelic face, making him look 1000xp more cute.
"ahhh.. Keep this on, you're perfect just like this", she passed a genuine smile at him with crescent shaped eyes before pulling back her hands into her lap already being flustered because of his actions.
The girl hesitated for a bit before looking straight into his tear dried eyes,
"um..it might sound weird.. But.... I have a... Sure shot plan"
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